Violent Cultivation of Immortals through time travel

But things have already happened, and they can't pretend that they didn't see anything.

The two walked forward helplessly, knocked on the door respectfully, and only dared to go in to meet Yun Mingyuan and Han Xiumo after they got permission.

"Two divine envoys..." the patriarch opened his mouth, wanting to plead for mercy, but before he finished speaking, he was poked by the priest.

He remembered something, and quickly changed his words: "Master Yun Qi, Master Han, the people in the tribe have offended you so much, don't bother with them."

Yun Mingyuan and Han Xiumo sized up the patriarch.

It can be seen that the relationship between the patriarch and the priest should be pretty good, at least the patriarch can listen to what the priest said.

The two of them smiled: "We don't like to be disturbed by others. This time, we just taught them a random lesson. If there is another time..."

Yun Mingyuan didn't continue talking, but the patriarch and the priest could hear it clearly, and next time, they wouldn't let it go so easily.

The patriarch originally thought that the two envoys were not good at talking, but when he heard such a sentence, he couldn't help being stunned.

The priest glanced at the patriarch who had been speechless for a long time, and sighed in his heart.

It's okay to let the patriarch fight and hunt, but it's really embarrassing for the patriarch to let him do these tasks of interacting with people.

But there is no way around it. Since the patriarchs are back, if they don't show up, who knows if the two envoys will think that they don't pay enough attention to the envoys?

Regardless of whether the patriarch is good at it or not, at least they must show up to show their attitude.

Ani, who was right next to Yun Mingyuan and Han Xiumo, raised her eyebrows slightly.

She also respected the patriarch very much at the beginning, and once thought that there was no one stronger and more powerful than the patriarch in the world, so when she found out that A Zhan was the heir appointed by the patriarch, her mentality collapsed, and she didn't go to school for a long time. Willing to face the patriarch.

But now it seems that maybe the words of the previous patriarch didn't mean what she thought?

But regardless of whether it means that or not, the current Ani has been able to let go of the past.

However, she doesn't know enough about the people in the tribe, and it's true that she needs to work harder.

The priest took over the conversation, and apologized to Yun Mingyuan and Han Xiumo on behalf of the warriors outside who were out of their minds, hoping to be forgiven.

Yun Mingyuan and Han Xiumo didn't have much entanglement. With a wave of Yun Mingyuan's hand, the soldiers in the wilderness almost recovered their sanity in an instant.

They were also trapped by the illusion this time, but this time the illusion was a little different. This was not the low-end version of the illusion prepared by Yun Mingyuan, but the illusion created by Wu Jian himself, ensuring that everyone's experience is different. But enough to make them unforgettable forever.

His move shocked the patriarch, and at the same time, he also realized that perhaps the monks they dealt with before could not truly represent the strength of all human monks.

This idea is correct. The monks they met in the past came across the snow-capped mountains and experienced many difficulties on the snow-capped mountains. Almost all of them were poor and white, and they didn't have many means left. Same.

This time they met two local tyrants.

Although Yun Mingyuan and Han Xiumo didn't have many spirit stones, the strength of the cultivation world was not measured by the number of spirit stones.

The barbarian warriors who woke up from the illusion all turned pale, looking at Yun Mingyuan and Han Xiumo with fear in their eyes.

Naturally, they also heard the voice of the priest and the patriarch apologizing to Yun Mingyuan and Han Xiumo for them, and they felt very sorry. At the same time, they also understood why these two human monks who were not even at the Nascent Soul Stage could become theirs. Angel.

All the dissatisfaction in my heart disappeared, and all that remained was the awe of the two envoys.

They were not like the brats who could retreat without doing anything after provoking the envoys. They all stepped forward and apologized to the two envoys.

Yun Mingyuan and Han Xiumo looked at the wild warriors kneeling in a row, and couldn't help twitching the corners of their mouths.

This wild way of apologizing is really unique.

Han Xiumo waved his hand: "Don't worry, we won't care about such trivial matters."

The lessons that should have been taught have already been taught. Maybe this group of people will often have nightmares in the future, and this matter is over.

The patriarch breathed a sigh of relief.

He motioned for the others to leave before he spoke the real business.

Although Yun Mingyuan and Han Xiumo did not admit it, the patriarch recognized their identities as divine envoys very much in his heart, and he should have only told the priest what he should have done, and he did not avoid Yun Mingyuan and Han Xiumo.

"Priest, two envoys, I heard a message from the priests of other tribes. They sensed the beast god and found that the wilderness is about to face a huge disaster."

The patriarch looked dignified.

The priest's complexion gradually became ugly.

This feeling... He also had it.

It is even possible that the priests calculated more things because they often deal with the holy tree.

His face was serious, and his tone was a little heavy.

"I've calculated it too, the disaster started from the snow mountain." The priest felt extremely complicated when he thought of the scene he saw.

According to his prophecy, the snow mountain collapsed, the Shenmu collapsed, and the entire wild land fell into dead silence.

As we all know, the sacred tree is the guardian tree of the wild, and the snow mountain separates the human monks from the wild. In the past, the human monks who came to the wild, either deliberately concealed their strength, or weakened for some reason. It seems true No match for their savages.

But judging from the performance of Yun Mingyuan and Han Xiumo, it was clear that this matter was not that simple at all.

If they really regarded human monks as soft persimmons, they might not even know how they died.

The patriarch looked at the priest: "Have you figured out a solution?"

The priest shook his head.

There was some pity in his eyes: "This is an unsolvable disaster, we can only face it."

He didn't say the foretelling of the collapse of the snow mountain and the death of the Shenmu.

It is conceivable what kind of effect will be produced if this is said.

The patriarch looked ugly.

"Then what are we going to do?" Facing the enemy, the patriarch's opinion is always to fight back, but if they are facing a natural disaster, they can't fight it, and they can only find a way to survive the natural disaster.

The priest gave his own opinion: "Collect enough resources and be ready to leave the wilderness at any time."

The patriarch's eyes widened: "Leave the wilderness!"

Yun Mingyuan and Han Xiumo were also a little surprised.

When the patriarch and the priest talked about this issue, it was already surprising that they didn't avoid them, but they never expected that the content of their conversation was even more shocking.

The two of them, Hela and the others, originally suspected that something would happen to the Nine Percent Giant Tree. From the words of the priest, they could also conclude that something really happened in this wilderness.

And... the giant nine-percent tree may not be able to survive alone.

Perhaps, their plan to go to the Nine Percent Giant Tree to have a look must be advanced.

After the patriarch heard the priest's words, he fell into deep thought.

Yun Mingyuan looked at Priest Li: "We are also destined to have a relationship with the Nine Percent Giant Tree. I wonder if we can go to the sacred tree to have a look?"

The priest thought about the ending of Shenmu, sighed, and did not refuse: "Of course."

The priest is not willing to see that kind of future, but if it is really the future, it cannot be easily changed.

Among them, no one has the ability to prevent the snow mountain from collapsing, just like they cannot save Shenmu.

The sacred tree is of great significance to the wild, as long as there is a chance, the priest will find a way to save the sacred tree.

but.

The problem with the holy tree probably happened a long time ago. It is very difficult to hold on until now. They can't force the holy tree to continue to hold on for them.

The existence of the holy tree has warded off many dangers for them. Even the priests don't know what their future should be without the holy tree.

But now is the time to start thinking about it.

The priests knew that Yun Mingyuan and Han Xiumo had a relationship with the holy tree. They wanted to see the holy tree and bid farewell to the holy tree, but the priest had no reason to object.

Who knew that when the patriarch heard the news that Yun Mingyuan and Han Xiumo wanted to go to the sacred tree, he also offered to go together.

As the patriarch, he didn't know much about the sacred tree, but the clan battle of the beast god tribe was the last group of warriors awakened through the sacred tree.

He has a natural closeness to the holy tree, if something happens to the holy tree...he also wants to know why.

They didn't disturb too many people, and quietly came to the place where the holy tree was.

There are strange altars and formations here, and priests are needed to open them.

There are countless monks patrolling in front of the holy tree in the periphery, in order to prevent things like the last beast tide from happening again.

The soldiers guarding the holy tree saw the priest, saluted the priest, and let the four of them in without asking any further questions.

Yun Mingyuan and Han Xiumo were quite emotional.

When there was a problem with the formation around the Nine Percent Giant Tree, Yun Mingyuan also contributed to it. Thinking about it now, he can actually do it anytime, anywhere if he wants to enter here.

After all, it is the formation that I made myself.

It's just that Yun Mingyuan didn't think of this at first.

Thinking about it now, it's useless.

The two followed the priest, and gradually came to the front of the Jiuli Jumu.

This huge sacred tree is still lush and green, and it seems to be no different from usual.

But things were not that simple. The two of them keenly noticed that there was a very strange and subtle... decaying aura on the giant nine-percent tree.

It was as if the inside had rotted and stinked, only the outside remained as they saw it today.

But the giant nine-percent tree...can't last long.

Yun Mingyuan and Han Xiumo felt a great sadness.

This is not their feeling, but the emotion of the sacred tree that gave them the leaves of the giant nine-percent tree.

The bodies of the two were enveloped by a burst of soft green light, and neither of them rejected this gentle and familiar force, allowing the giant nine-percent tree to pull them into a deeper consciousness.

The disappearance of the two attracted the attention of the priest and the patriarch. They were a little surprised, but they did not expect that Yun Mingyuan and Han Xiumo actually had a relationship with the Nine Percent Giant Tree.

And it seems to have a lot to do with it.

The priest vaguely knew something, but was surprised for a moment, and soon recovered from this emotion, and sighed.

I don't know if the two of them can bring a glimmer of life to Shenmu.

Their ethnic exile has become a certainty. He only hopes that the nine-centi giant tree that has guarded them for so long will have a chance to start again.

"Children, you are here."

Jiuli Jumu's voice was still as soft and calm as ever, just listening to her voice made one's heart unable to help but calm down.

However, Yun Mingyuan and Han Xiumo keenly discovered that in the voice of the nine-centi giant tree, there was something more... a sense of twilight that should never exist.

As if dying.

The two were shocked.

They didn't speak, and subconsciously even slowed down their breathing.

Jiuli Jumu's voice was filled with a soft smile: "You guys found out." She seemed to sigh a little, "I thought I was a good disguise."

"Don't worry, child," Jiuli Jumu didn't continue to deliberately pretend to be okay, and his voice became a little hoarse, "I just completed my mission, and it's time to leave."